Showing posts with label Jay Reatard. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Jay Reatard. Show all posts

July 11, 2008

Brahsome Show Alert


Jay Reatard (known by your lil' cousin as Jay Weetahd) will challenge MMJ for best Southern headbang this Sunday at Talking Head (next to Sonar) along with local baby seal clubbers Vincent Black Shadow. Go.








Jay Reatard - It's So Useless (from Hammer I Miss You)

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What else is going on this weekend? Or are you just standing around doing thisssss until Whartscape?

Update - pics from the show here

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April 27, 2008

How Was The Jay Reatard Show?

Curious to see if anyone went to see Jay Reatard last night in DC, and if so, did you jump on the stage. And if so, did you successfully avoid getting your shirt ripped and then punched in the face by Jay Reatard (link via Brahsome).








Jay Reatard - It's So Useless

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December 17, 2007

Disrobe; For I've A Wig-Scrambling Gazpacho Recipe

Butter Team is all about having a good time, sans pants, at various aqua-themed resorts including Sea World. But even more than that, we're about sharing great music.



So while most may grimace and quickly skip this post; for the brave souls that remain we've something better that even the coldest liquid delicacies from the Southern region of Andalusia.

Probably heard about prolific Memphis punker Jay Reatard a few times before stopping to pay attention - his name is almost worse than the photo. But following a strong endorsement from our homies at Covert Curiosity and a quick sample of My Shadow, it's done. Toss Supergrass (early Caught By The Fuzz era) with young Ozzy in a combination of punk's greatest power riffs, chill, serve all up in your face.

Jay Reatard - My Shadow
Supergrass - Caught by the Fuzz (an all-time favorite)

Also in the men's pants dept., enjoying the track below from Boston artsters Pants! Yell, another band I would have ignored without a recommendation from The Yellow Stereo. Stick around for the female vocals, dope dope dope.

Pants! Yell - Two French Sisters

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